TrippyNightmare

Dead Presidents

Ah I thought my character was already on-site and is "letting them in" so to say. No matter, I'll make it work.

@Trivval

He is and can be but if you want him to be in the brief is up to you

Dead Presidents

Sup fuckers, IC is up go chat with our talking head. I will be playing Klaus if no choomba expresses interest to play him in the next few days, capiche??

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The Hideout

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It was the night before the heist, the crew had assembled in the hideout. Yes the fucking hide out - it use to be a hover-skate park back when those things were cool in New Wealth then it was an arcade and abandoned. No one pokes around in this part of town, aka shit hole central but it's still flashy and reeks of neon wealth and style. Style was fucking everything and anyone who was anyone knew that and the Dead Presidents reeked of it. Klaus like usual was nowhere to be seen, but he would be around - word gets around fast in this city. The plans were laid out at least, a mysterious cloaked figure presented itself before the group that circled around a ping-pong table of beer-pong's past.

That person was the fence also known as 'Fake ID'. He wore a mask of 100$ Neo-Dollars, it was tacky and appeared to be some kind of statement. Money isn't the only thing people see, but for the DP you could say it was up until now. "Well..." The man's voice croaked it reeked of a Dead-Mexico City's accent. "Heard you all want out, this is our last job. I almost want to cry eh?" He says chuckling a bit before cutting his antics as usual - and heading right to the meat of the presentation. "Fairview-Clearweather Credit Union, not the biggest thing you have hit but it's juicy. Has alot of gold, metals and enough to make us all rich." He pulled up the credit union which was in a rural New Wealth suburb on a coroner near some fancy looking houses. "Nice neighborhood," he says unimpressed, there were better places in mid-town.

"Small branch, a few employees one security guard. Vault is underground, you need a manager's key. Very shit simple stuff, there's a delivery area that goes sub-ground behind the bank near a park. Going to be something like 3-4 guards down there, you can approach through there. Or go front doors, flashy style as usual. Or split up and take both, up to you guys. Just do it right, and we'll never have to meet again. Bury this once and for all." Fake said, the humming of the hologram buzzed faintly in the open skate park. Which by the way was totally pimped the fuck out by the crew - but that's for later."

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Move it over mother trucker.

I'll try to post a IC tmrw

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A N T R E A N A I R D E F E N C E - 4 5 0 T H A N G E L S Q U A D R O N

The old man looked over the crew that assembled before him, he took a few deep breaths as he started to contemplate his next federal actions in this escapade. "Well, first thing is first we will have to get Felix back from the depths of the Vlasko woods. The SAR has been sent out already and should be back, if we hear anything you'll be the first to know. Once he's back we'll be picking a new Wing lead to replace the Major until he recovers. I have some candidates in mind but we'll discuss it once we know Felix is back safe." He looks to Scott who seems eager to jump in his nice fluffy bed in his room. "Unless another wave of Vlhaks come over head, we'll be on the ground until then. Right about this spy, he infiltrated the unit under a fake alias - eugh.. I don't have much details right now but he's involved with this attempt on Vlasko for sure. He's escaped for now, but we'll get him soon enough.

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Meanwhile - In The Vlasko Forest~

Bullet fly over poor Felix's head as he takes cover but as he applies first aid poorly, most likely to his small brain or high adrenaline the firing stops...? The spec ops team had withdrawn, it was all coming back to him some little specifics about it all. Spec ops teams were there for a reason and Felix wasn't a big fish to fry. He was just some cocky white knight after all. The woods grew quiet as the Vlhak-lice slithered away to their real objective.

Zarkev!

They were here to save his slimey ass from Antrean capture, of course Felix knew he was out numbered and gunned he could make it back to base and let everyone know what really was going on. That being said Felix isn't known for being a tactician either and when he gets shot at he likes to pick up a minigun and shoot back, if he was going to chase down this team he'd be remembered as a legend - but probably not one that lived to tell the tale.

A black cat walked infront of Felix and purred and rub it's face on his leg. It had collar and nametag on it too.

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@PhoenixEye9

Approved move em ova

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Accepted move him over.
@Trivval

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@PhoenixEye9 Hi, nice CS. Please read my PM I sent you earlier today since you missed an important part of the CS.

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Yea unless your char joined like a year ago or something. QQ boi